"My wife." Luther subconsciously replied. But after he finished he regretted it, obviously he and Joyce were only married under false pretenses.

The sales clerk then showed her most beautiful smile, "Sir, this necklace is most suitable for your wife. A couple met because of their destiny and started the Wheel of Fortune and walked towards the future together. It has a very good meaning. The style is simple and elegant, very suitable for daily wear."

Seventy thousand dollars of jewelry, in the eyes of Luther, was not something worth mentioning. He had been used to auctions of the finest jewelry, rubies, sapphires, emeralds, all kinds of rare color pigeon-egg-sized diamonds worth millions of millions of dollars, and this was simply a cheap piece.

But for no reason at all, it captivated him.

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He bought one, as if by magic. After he paid and walked out of the store with the bag, he was shocked to find that he had actually bought one. He even bought her jewelry just because she was angry?

Thinking of this, he took out his phone and sent a message to Joyce, "What are you doing?"

Damn woman. She had added him for so long and did not even send him a greeting.

long after, Joyce

"Stay with Grandma."

was no

When he thought of

the phone

message, but it was a

the answer

you still at the group? There's a problem with the real estate project in Mufron, and I need you to go there for negotiation. I saw that there is only a 7:00 flight, do you think it's

his watch. There was less than an hour left, and he was too late to make a trip back. He looked at the box of the necklace in his hand and frowned slightly, he couldn't

now and meet me downstairs at the group in

edited a

to be away for three or four

almost until Luther had returned to the group and got

just received a two-letter message from

"OK"

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